Creepy guy

I waitressed at the Ground Round the summer I turned 20, and I was damn good at it.

One day, I was working a double shift, and as I walked through the super cool lounge area (read: smoking section), I saw this creepy guy sitting alone in the back laughing to himself. Dude was weird. He was there for hours and, at one point, I saw one of the waiters, who I thought was cute and, more importantly, sane, sitting and talking to him. I approached Doug in the kitchen, and he said that was his cousin.

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Next day, I'm talking to Doug's girlfriend, who also worked at the Ground Round, and she's all like, "I heard you think Doug's cousin is hot." I'm all like, "Not hot. CREEPY." She was like, "Well, we hate his girlfriend because she's 18 and has a curfew so we're like totally going to set you two up." And I was like, "ew!" (Yes, we really talked like this.)

A couple of weeks later, we went for after work drinks at the bar that served minors and the cousin met us there. He was quiet and distraught over a fight with his girlfriend, and we barely spoke. Which is why I was so shocked the next time we met, when he was completely drunk off his ass and hitting on me. He knocked a Long Island ice tea in his lap and I, as the only sober person there, offered to drive him home to change. He insisted I knocked the drink on him and was trying to get him out of his pants. (W-T-F?!) He expressed his undying love for me and some concern over how he would find me again. (um, I work with your cousin dumb ass.) And when I left for the night, he swore someday I would be his.

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Over the next few weeks, we actually became friends, always hanging out with Doug, his girlfriend, and at least 15 of my other coworkers, until the night he kissed me in my car, and I said I couldn't see him anymore. The next day when he came to the Ground Round to see me, I told him to go home to his girlfriend, and it was then he told me he had broken up with her for me. I went in the back and hyperventilated. Did I really want to date a guy that would dump his girlfriend for a girl he barely knew? (The other issue was I was actually seeing another guy and cheating on him with my ex-boyfriend. It was kind-of a crazy summer for me.)

Eleven years later, I'm so glad I dumped those other guys for him because today we've been married for 7 years.

(Though I still stand by my initial statements that he was CREEPY (but also cute) and that he knocked that drink over himself. And if I did take him home to change his pants, I would have brought at least two other people for protection.)